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Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs, Purveyors of Aids to Magical Mischief-Makers, are proud to present: THE MARAUDER’S MAP.
Adventure if you dare.
II: Summer 1977, Before Seventh Year
I am a Gryffindor, he’d remind himself. I am the lion. Usually, he could shake out his shoulders and inhale and fortify.
Today, he couldn’t.
You know what happened. Help me fix it.
IV: Spinner’s End
Books shook on their shelves. Glass rattled in the panes. Remus could feel the magic pouring off of both of them, twisting dangerously throughout the shop. Black's eyes were the shining silver discs of the moon, and Remus almost shied away.
V: Vignettes, On Second Year
We'd never talked about it. Even after we'd told Moony we knew what he was. Maybe he was waiting for me to say something first, since my secrets were still secrets.
But it didn't matter. Because boys don't talk about that shit. That's what our fathers taught us.
We were still too young not to listen.
VI: Enter Marlene
"Hardly an argument over here. Except between me and Sirius, because for some reason he finds himself better at Quidditch. Really, I just think he wants to impress Marlene."
"I do not!" Sirius protested.
"Marlene? Really?" Remus asked with a small frown.
"They like snogging in broom closets," Peter confirmed.
VII: Monsters Within
Sirius didn’t think he could ever forgive his brother. Because distant or not, if Regulus had been on the other end of the belt, Sirius would have stepped in.
He supposed that was the difference between Gryffindors and Slytherins. Sirius would always risk his skin, and Regulus would always save his own.
VIII: Exes and Ohs
Marlene tapped the paper against Remus’s elbow, and he looked down.
I’ve got a bit of plan. A bargain, really. It’ll help both of us.
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